The spread. Minus frittata, which was in the oven.
We do throw a good party, if I do say so myself.

mmm pie

And in case you're wondering, we didn't get the apartment we applied for :( There were two other competitive applicants, and one of them beat us to it, time-wise. Pretty bummed, but onward go we into our search!

OMG Ms. Weisberg, this pie. THIS PIE. I will post photos on my blog. It's still too hot to eat. Ben and I have been burning our fingers trying to get little tastes. The crust! The fruit! The rhubarb! I keep butter in the freezer and grate it like cheddar when I need it, which allows me to do very cold crusts and not need a pastry blender doohickey, which makes my baking life much less frustrating. But yes. Wow. Love. It's still hot but the pectin is already starting to set up!